One of my memories is of Lew when he was young wanting to watch Dr Who.  He watched it from behind the sofa, because it frightened him!  But he watched it anyway!

Coming to Guernsey for his cousins wedding, he got rather drunk, as a teenager.  Rested his head on his mum's lap, and promptly threw up all over her long black dress.  This earned him the nick name Spewy Lewy.

The proud moment he brought himself a Hugo Boss suit, shirt and tie, for his brothers wedding. Hanging in his bedroom, we teased him and he said, 'don't you dare touch it!

My sister Jenny had frequent visits to the Royal Marsden Hospital in London.  On more than one occasion, he would come down from Chelmsford to meet us there.  He went out of his way for us.   That was the kind of person he was. The most loving and caring, wonderful man.  

Love you always and forever Lew.

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